She began to look dizzy and her head rocked forwards. ‘May, are you ok?’ ‘I…when…he said…yesterday,’ ‘Yes, May.’ Miss Davenshaw lean...d forward. She sensed that what May was about to say was important. ‘When he…when Edmund said ‘slaves…slaves to polishy’ Miss Davenshaw’s concern for May wrestled with her need, her compulsion, to find out what her PA was so obviously struggling to say. ‘You changed.’ ‘I changed, May? What do you mean changed?’ ‘You, you…’ ‘Yes?’ May could keep up the struggle no. That night as I had already spilled myself twice, making sure to be safe, I put the key in the key hole, I slept with her the full night fondling and playing together, allowing her too also have her rest.But whenever she woke up due to the baby crying as she fed the baby her hands were fiddling my dick as the baby suckled her small flat breast my sleep would be disturbed, until she went back to sleep.At around 2 am when I woke up again, how so ever I tried I wasn’t getting sleep, and as she was. “Fuck me, Cowgirl. Ride my cock and get yourself a double dose of seed. I hope when I’m through with your ass, I have planted at least two of my male seed deep inside each of you three Ricci sisters and cooled your hot Texas pussy.”“Damn, Ray! You went deep that time! Stop hunching your ass up and let me do the damn fucking!”“You just hold onto what you got, Estella Ricci. Your sexy ass belongs to me until morning, just like your two sisters’. I’ll say when I’m deep enough and I’ll tell you. I laugh, blindly running my fingers over your blurry silhouette. I like this game. Gently pulling me atop you, you use one hand guide my own over your face, feeling your smile and the edge of your teeth as you nip my fingers. Your other hand strays down my side, fondling my breast before slipping between us to caress my wet pussy. Your name escapes my lips in a throaty whisper, pleadingly, as my breath catches in my throat. Feeling your mouth with my hand I turn my head to kiss you.